There is a heaven to be made on this earth, for I know only the hell clutching our lives from our birth. So there is a burden, just the weight of the world and I can taste the fatigue embracing my every word. But also the fire, also the fear, also the will. And the hope, my sweet friend, have you left me or have you been stolen? Paredise awaits none, paradise waits for none, for none, for none, for none. We are the useless and worthless, the choiceless and wordless, the hopeless and homeless, the less and less and less and less and less and less. Please don't just carry your plight. Your heart should beat faster then the hum of a galley drum. So if you choose to flee you won't be runnsing alone. You will be sided by me, by me, by me, by me.....